This is my path, freely chosen
To come so far and leave you behind
Planting a rose of remembrance
In the dust of your body
And bending to kiss the soil
That gave us to each other
But your kiss is also this summer moon
Inaccessible, you rise on dark waves
Beyond mountains, you speak to me
As our sorrows mix the night
And the words we left to die in silence
Surround me now like mist
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